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PERSONAL  VISITS 
Of  a  Fourteen  Year  Old  Girl 

TO 

UNTAINTED  CHILDREN  OF  LEPERS 

In  Japan,  China,  the  Philippines  and  Hawaii 

ALSO 

Unho  and  Other  Short  Stories 
American  Committee 

The  Mission  to  Lepers 

156  5th  Avenue,  New  York 

Fleming  H.  Revell,  Treasurer  W.  M.  Danner,  Secretary 


Mrs.  J.  W.  McKean  Mrs.  Wm.  M.  Danner  Mrs.  Henry  Fowler 

Some  Chinese  Untainted  Children  in  Siao  Kan  Sen 


^Visits  to  the  Untainted  Children  of  Lepers 

BY  LOTS  ELIZABETH  DANNER,  MONTCLAIR,  N.  J. 

The  author  of  this  interesting  article  is  the  daughter  of  Mr.  William  M.  Danner,  the  Secretary  of  the  American  Com¬ 
mittee  of  the  Mission  to  Lepers.  She  recently  went  with  her  parents  to  visit  the  Missions  to  Lepers  in  Hawaii,  Japan, 
Korea,  China  and  the  Philippines.  She  was  the  young  photographer  of  the  party  and  returned  with  many  valuable  and 
intensely  interesting  impressions  on  her  sensit  ive  films  and  on  her  still  more  sensitive  m  ind.  Here  she  gives  some  of  these 
impressions  most  graphically . — Editor. 

Tiie  t  rain  boy  shook  me  and  announced,  “We  are  get4”  I  opened  my  eyes  and  looked  at  my  watch.  It  was  3.50 
A.  M.,  and  in  ten  minutes  we  were  due  to  arrive  at  Siao  Kan  Sen,  so  I  scrambled  sleepily  out  of  the  upper  berth 
from  between  a  pair  of  red  blankets  and  hurriedly  finished  dressing  just  as  the  train  pulled  into  the  station. 
We  had  been  tediously  following  in  the  wake  of  a  Chinese  flood  during  the  past  three  days.  The  trains  from  Peking 
to  Hankow  were  being  run  in  “spots”  and  between  these  patches  of  railroad,  everybody  and  everything  had  to  be 
removed  from  the  train  on  sampans,  donkeys,  chairs,  or  coolie-backs,  and  transferred  over  broken  bridges  and  de¬ 
vastated  rice  fields. 

The  Chinese  assistant  in  the  Leper  Asylum  met  us,  and  with  the  aid  of  a  flickering  lantern  we  found  our  way  to  the 
five  sedan  chairs  that  were  to  take  us  to  Dr.  Fowler’s  home.  From  our  chairs  we  had  a  splendid  opportunity  to 
watch  China  waking  up  and  making  her  toilet.  Even  at  this  early  hour  of  four  in  the  morning  people  were  beginning 
their  day's  work.  When  does  China  sleep?  No  matter  how  late  or  how  early  yon  will  always  find  her  at  work.  We 
met  processions  of  men  taking  bales  of  cotton  to  market  on  “musical  wheelbarrows”  which  make  a  shrill,  squealing 
noise,  very  sweet  to  the  operator  no  doubt,  but  far  from  musical  to  foreign  ears. 

On  we  rode  through  the  darkness,  and  then  through  the  dawn,  until  at  last  as  a  sharp  corner  was  turned,  the 
bearers,  with  a  grunt,  set  the  chairs  on  the  ground  in  front  of  a  gateway. 

We  stepped  inside.  What  a  contrast  to  the  narrow  streets  thronged  with  people  marked  by  heathenism,  poverty 
*By  courtesy  Missionary  Review  of  The  World. 


Some  Japanese  Children — Saved  from  Leprosy 


superstition  and  filth.  In  the  mission  compound  we  found  a  group  of  clean,  attractive  houses  surrounded  by  a  well- 
kept  lawn  and  garden.  The  Superintendents  of  the  Leper  Home,  Dr.  and  Mrs.  Fowler,  awaited  us  with  a  warm 
welcome  and  a  pot  of  English  breakfast  tea. 

Besides  the  hospital,  the  church  and  the  leper  work,  Mrs.  Fowler  cares  for  the  untainted  boys  whose  fathers  are 
in  the  Leper  Asylum.  Since  leprosy  is  not  hereditary,  the  children  who  can  be  gathered  in  the  thirty  different  homes 
erected  by  the  Mission  to  Lepers,  are  being  saved  from  the  dreadful  disease.  Here  are  the  ten  (in  the  picture)  just  as 
we  saw  them.  Are  they  not  worth  saving?  Mrs.  Li  is  the  real  mother  of  three  and  the  loving  foster  mother  of  the 
others.  They  have  such  queer  names.  Yu  Sing  means  “born  during  the  rain”;  Hoseng  means  “quick  as  fire”  and 
Ching  Shan  “ancestral  hill.”  The  child  in  the  center  in  front  is  called  “Danner”  and  is  supported  with  money  given 
through  the  American  Committee  by  friends  in  Oakmont,  Pennsylvania.  These  boys  are  receiving  a  good  Chinese 
education  and  some  day  will  be  numbered  among  China’s  Christian  citizens. 

At  noon  we  returned  to  the  station  over  the  narrow,  rough  road  between  the  rice  fields  and  continued  our  way 
down  the  Yangtsze  River  from  Hankow  to  Shanghai.  A  few  days  later  we  sailed  on  the  “Empress  of  Russia,”  for 
Manila,  Philippine  Islands.  On  Thursday  morning  at  eight  o’clock,  a  calesas — or  two-wheeled  carriage  drawn  by  a 
sturdy  little  Filipino  horse — took  us  from  the  St.  Anthony  Apartments  to  a  dock  from  which  the  Government 
cutter  “Polillo”  was  to  carry  us  to  the  Culion  Leper  Colony  with  a  party  of  public  health  officials,  doctors,  nurses 
and  Manila  ministers. 

Over  three  thousand  of  the  lepers  on  the  island  lined  the  roadside  next  morning  to  welcome  us  while  two  brass 
bands  furnished  lively  music.  On  the  day  we  were  there  4,444  patients  were  living  in  that  model,  sanitary  city  on 
Culion  island.  One  member  of  the  colony  has  started  an  ice  plant,  manufacturing  and  selling  artificial  ice,  and  an¬ 
other  is  planning  to  furnish  electricity  for  the  island.  A  special  currency  is  used  at  Culion  to  prevent  danger  of  con¬ 
tagion  from  money  handled  by  the  lepers.  Cottages,  hospital,  public  market,  out-door  amusement  hall — everything 
is  provided  by  the  United  States  Government  to  relieve  the  monotony  of  their  isolation  and  make  their  surround¬ 
ings  as  home-like  as  possible.  The  patients  here  have  a  splendid  moving-picture  machine,  but  very  few  good  films 
are  obtainable. 

On  the  second  floor  of  a  cement  building  on  the  side  of  the  island  where  the  well  doctors  and  nurses  live,  forty 
brown  Filipino  babies  were  taking  their  mid-day  siesta.  They  were  awakened  and  taken  to  the  lawn  for  a  picture 


Some  Untainted  Children  of  the  Filipino  Lepers 


amid  loud  remonstrances.  Then  twenty  pairs  of  white  rompers  scampered  away.  The  other  babies  were  carried  in 
to  the  nursery  to  finish  their  several  naps. 

In  the  afternoon  an  interesting  service  was  held  in  the  little  chapel  built  entirely  by  the  lepers.  It  was  decorated 
with  paper  festoons  in  honor  of  the  visiting  party  and  long  before  the  service  began  all  the  seats  were  filled  and  the 
windows  packed  with  eager  listeners  who  stood  outside. 

We  visited  two  other  Leper  Asylums  in  South  China  and  returned  to  Japan  for  the  Christmas  holidays.  On 
Christmas  Sunday,  a  cold,  cold  day,  we  left  the  Meiji  Gakuin  early  in  the  morning  and  first  rode  on  the  trolley,  next 
on  the  train,  and  then  on  the  circumurban  to  Higashi  Murayama.  At  the  station  we  were  comfortably  tucked  into 
the  rickshaws  and  our  swift,  two-legged  steeds  trotted  off  with  us.  The  road  wound  through  orchards  of  mulberry 
trees,  past  tea  fields,  quaint  villages  and  villagers,  Fujiyama  showing  itself  at  unexpected  turns  in  the  road,  until 
we  reached  the  gate  of  Zensei  Byoin,  meaning  “The  Perfect  Life  Hospital.”  With  many  salaams  we  were  received 
by  the  officers  of  one  of  the  five  Japanese  Government  Leper  Homes. 

A  Christmas  program  had  been  planned — songs  and  Scripture  recitations.  All  five  verses  of  “Oh,  Come  All  Ye 
Faithful”  were  played  on  the  harmonica  by  a  young  leper  boy.  On  the  platform  were  the  shrines  for  Buddhist  and 
Shinto  worship  as  well  as  the  pulpit  and  organ  for  the  Christian  service.  The  hall  was  decorated  with  tiny  silk  flags 
strung  across  the  ceiling  and  in  one  end  of  the  room  a  large  Christmas  tree  stood,  on  which  hung  Christmas  gifts 
for  the  patients. 

On  the  way  back  to  the  station  little  Japanese  untainted  children  came  running  out  to  the  roadside  to  watch  us 
pass  by.  The  party  halted  and  I  climbed  out  of  my  rickshaw  to  take  their  picture  in  their  gay  kimonos.  Each  was 
given  a  present  and  promised  a  doll.  We  hope  soon  to  have  money  enough  to  build  them  a  comfortable  house.  As 
we  started  on  again  they  called  “Sayonara1”  (Goodbye). 

In  Honolulu  we  found  two  homes  for  untainted  children.  The  boys  of  the  Kalihi  Home  learn  to  garden,  make 
their  beds  and  mend  their  clothes,  as  well  as  to  study  Latin  and  algebra  in  the  schoolroom.  In  the  garden  they 
showed  us  pineapple,  sugar  cane,  poi;  and  in  the  kitchen  fresh  vegetables  were  being  prepared  for  dinner — corn, 
lettuce  and  tomatoes.  They  enter  into  both  work  and  play  with  a  will.  This  is  a  happy  home  for  children  whose 
own  homes  have  been  denied  them.  Several  older  boys  have  already  gone  away  to  higher  schools  and  will  become 
self-supporting  men. 


Untainted  Leper  Children  at  Play  in  Hawaii 


The  Untainted  Children  of  Lepers  at  Work  in  Hawaii 


The  Kapiolani  Girls’  Home,  named  for  Hawaii’s  famous  queen  who  defied  the  goddess  Pole,  is  on  a  high  hill  over¬ 
looking  the  beautiful  harbor.  Fifty-five  girls  go  to  chapel  every  morning  at  six  and  then  march  off  to  lessons  and 
household  duties.  School-rooms,  bedrooms,  lockers,  bathroom,  nursery,  chapel — all  are  as  orderly  as  can  be.  The 
older  girls  gave  a  drill  with  lavender  flower  hoops  and  the  younger  ones  sang  “Rock-a-bye  Baby”  and  “Jesus,  Teach 
Me  How  to  Pray”  and  then  all  joined  in  the  familiar  “Aloha  Oe.”  The  gay  shouts  of  the  children  in  the  yard  play¬ 
ing  marbles,  the  babies  waving  from  the  windows,  and  the  parrot  by  the  doorway  calling  “Good-bye”  are  beautiful 
memories  to  us. 

There  are  healthy  children  living  with  their  leper  parents  because  of  lack  of  funds  to  build  separate  homes  where 
they  can  be  saved  from  contracting  the  disease.  The  records  show  that  95  per  cent,  of  the  boys  and  girls  taken  away 
from  their  parents  while  young  grow  up  to  be  perfectly  healthy  men  and  women.  Are  they  worth  saving? 


HOW  A  JAPANESE  BOY  HELPED  THE  LEPER  FUND 

ONE  day  I  had  spoken  at  a  union  service  of  Kumamoto  Japan  churches.  I  had  outlined  through  a  keen-minded 
Japanese  interpreter  the  story  of  the  world-wide  call  for  help  that  should  be  given  lepers  in  all  lands.  My  pic¬ 
tures  had  attracted  quite  a  share  of  attention.  Following  dismissal  of  the  service  a  throng  of  people  remained 
to  see  the  pictures  and  ask  me  many  questions.  While  answering  questions,  my  attention  was  arrested  by  a  boy  of 
perhaps  12  years,  who  pushed  his  way  through  the  group  of  people.  He  laid  on  the  table  a  parcel  wrapped  in  paper 
and  said:  “As  I  listened  today  to  the  story  of  the  lepers  I,  too,  wanted  to  do  a  share  in  helping  these  suffering  peo¬ 
ple.  I  did  not  know  how  I  could  help,  but  I  have  been  gathering  old  Japanese  coins  that  do  not  have  such  value  in 
my  country  (here  he  handed  the  interpreter  the  parcel).  These  coins  might  be  sold  in  Mr.  Danner’s  country  for 
something  worth  while  and  the  money  used  to  help  the  poor  lepers.”  When  the  message  had  been  translated  to  me, 
I  replied:  “Please  thank  this  fine  boy  for  his  lovely  gift,  and  tell  him  I  greatly  desire  to  have  his  name  and  address.” 
This  being  translated  to  him  in  Japanese,  brought  his  reply.  Bowing  his  head  very  politely,  in  true  Japanese  fashion, 
he  spoke  briefly  and  left  the  room  at  a  rapid  pace.  The  words  he  had  said  before  leaving  so  quietly  were  translated: 
“Tell  Mr.  Danner  I  am  just  a  humble  person  and  the  giving  of  my  name  and  address  would  add  no  value  to  the 
gift.”  By  this  time  he  was  gone,  and  no  one  could  tell  me  his  name  or  where  he  could  be  found. — W.  M.  Danner. 


The  Story  of  Unho 

UNIIO  was  a  blind  Chinese  girl.  Although  born  blind,  she  had  a  very  sweet  voice.  For  this  reason  her  mother 
sold  her  for  a  few  copper  coins  to  a  wicked  woman  who  forced  Unho  to  beg  and  sing  in  the  market  places. 

One  day  Unho  came  home  with  a  diseased  foot  and  because  she  was  unable  to  beg  any  longer — the  woman 
took  her  to  the  Mission  Hospital.  When  it  was  found  that  it  would  be  necessary  to  amputate  the  foot  she  went 
away  immediately  leaving  Unho  on  the  hands  of  the  missionaries. 

There  were  not  a  great  many  things  which  the  girl  could  do,  but  she  used  to  ring  the  bell  for  prayers  and  always 
attended  the  services. 

While  in  the  hospital,  she  learned  to  repeat  all  the  New  Testament,  except  a  few  chapters  in  Revelation,  and  many 
of  the  Christian  Hymns. 

Later  on,  Dr.  Mary  Niles  discovered  that  Unho  had  marks  of  leprosy.  Of  course  she  could  not  remain  in  the 
hospital  any  longer  and  the  only  refuge  for  a  leper  was  an  old  village  outside  the  gates  of  Canton,  China. 

Unho  rebelled  at  the  thought  of  living  the  rest  of  her  life  among  lepers  until  the  missionaries  asked  her  to  go  be¬ 
cause  she  could  teach  these  leper  people  the  things  she  had  learned  in  the  hospital.  She  was  willing  to  go,  if  this  were 
the  case,  and  at  once  started  a  Bible  Class.  Others  became  interested  and  soon  seventeen  wished  to  become  bap¬ 
tized  Christians.  Unho  sent  word  to  Dr.  Beattie  and  he  went  out  to  the  village  and  held  a  baptismal  service  under 
the  large  tree,  in  front  of  the  Leper  village  entrance  gates. 

As  the  interest  grew,  it  was  necessary  to  have  a  Church  in  which  to  meet.  This  Chapel  was  built  for  Unho’s  leper 
congregation  by  The  Mission  to  Lepers. 

In  later  years  the  Canton  Government  decided  to  use  part  of  the  ground  where  the  leper  village  was  situated. 
This  meant  that  the  lepers  would  have  to  be  separated — a  few  going  to  each  of  the  colonies  in  that  district.  The 
story  came  home  to  America  and  a  kind  friend  in  Illinois  gave  the  money  to  erect  two  memorial  buildings  at  Tung- 
kun,  ( Tina — a  leper  home  farther  up  the  West  River  between  Hong  Kong  and  Canton.  A  few  paragraphs  from  the 
beautiful  letter  sent  by  the  lepers  to  Mrs.  King  are  given  here: 

“Temporary  mat-slieds  had  to  be  erected  for  us,  until  you,  dear  Mrs.  King,  moved  by  the  love  of  Christ  and 
compassion  for  us  poor  afflicted  ones,  have  enabled  the  missionary  to  build  two  big  nice-looking  houses. 


“We  lepers  living  comfortably  in  such  splendid  houses  ask  ourselves,  ‘Where  does  this  happiness  come  from?’ 
It  comes  from  the  Lord  and  also  it  comes  through  your  kindness.  The  Scripture  says,  ‘Love  thy  neighbor  as  thy¬ 
self.’  You  have  exhibited  such  a  spirit  and  have  shown  much  love  towards  us.  May  the  Lord  recompense  you.  We 
wish  you  peace. 

“We  thank  you,  virtuous  madame,  for  the  big  donation  and  for  all  your  love  and  kindness  engraved  on  our 
hearts.” 

The  Leper  Christians. 

I  am  the  daughter  of  Mr.  Danner,  the  American  Secretary  of  The  Mission  to  Lepers  and  with  mother  went  with 
him  on  his  journey  to  see  the  leper  colonies  of  Japan,  Korea.  China,  the  Philippines  and  Hawaii. 

W  lien  in  Canton  we  visited  the  old  leper  village.  A  few  buildings  are  still  used  as  a  sort  of  receiving  station. 

We  also  visited  Tungkun.  When  we  arrived  here  after  a  tiresome  trip  up  the  river  in  a  little  sampan,  we  received 
a  very  noisy  welcome. 

The  lepers  had  begged  their  Superintendent  that  they  might  give  up  their  usual  Christmas  treat  of  a  fire-cracker 
celebration  in  order  to  give  us  a  proper  welcome. 

W  e  saw  the  buildings  given  by  Mrs.  King,  with  her  picture  hung  over  the  doorways.  Special  decorations  had  been 
painstakingly  made  by  the  women  patients  and  hung  in  the  wards  in  honor  of  our  coming. 

Unho  died  in  1910,  but  we  talked  through  an  interpreter  with  several  women  who  had  been  in  her  classes  and  they 
told  us  what  an  inspiration  this  blind,  one-limbed,  Chinese  leper  singing-girl  had  been. 

Lois  Elizabeth  Danner. 

Montclair,  N.  J.,  December,  1918. 


Thinking  of  Others 

A  Story  by  W.  M.  Danner,  American  Secretary  of  The  Mission  to  Lepers 

FOR  some  years  it  has  been  my  privilege  to  help  other  people  play  Santa  Claus  for  leper  colonies.  As  Christmas 
approaches  each  year,  plans  are  made  with  this  in  view,  and  1  have  had  the  greatest  pleasure  imaginable  in 
transmitting  something  of  the  Christmas  cheer  on  behalf  of  other  friends  to  leper  colonies  in  different  parts 
of  the  world.  My  relationship  to  the  lepers  in  the  Louisiana  Leper  Colony  has  been  one  of  great  delight,  but  last 
year,  when  it  became  necessary  for  me  to  go  to  China,  I  had  to  delegate  l lie  matter  of  our  missions  share  in  their 
Christmas  presents  to  other  friends.  Doctor  T.  M.  Hunter,  pastor  of  the  Presbyterian  Church  at  Raton  Rouge, 
on  behalf  of  our  mission  had  the  following  interesting  experience: 

In  November,  Dr.  Hunter  visited  the  Louisiana  Leper  Colony,  which  is  some  nineteen  miles  south  of  Baton 
Rouge,  and  in  order  to  be  Santa  Claus  just  right,  felt  that  he  should  ascertain  as  nearly  as  possible  what  the  patients 
would  like  best  for  Christmas.  He  took  one  of  the  number,  a  long-time  resident,  into  his  confidence  and  said  to 
him:  “I  wish  you  would  take  a  little  time  and  confer  with  the  other  patients,  and  see  just  what  they  would  like 
for  Christmas.  Make  up  a  list  and  send  it  to  me,  so  I  can  bring  suitable  presents  at  Christmas  time.”  Doctor 
Hunter  said  in  telling  the  story  that  he  had  children  of  his  own  at  home  who  could  make  up  a  list  that  would  stun 
Santa  Claus,  and  he  wondered  what  the  response  would  be  to  the  canvass  this  man  was  making  to  find  out  what 
110  lepers  would  each  like  as  a  Christmas  reminder.  The  reply  came  early  in  December,  and  said  in  substance: 

‘‘Dear  Doctor  Hunter: 

I  have  done  as  you  asked  me  to  do;  have  talked  over  the  matter  of  suitable 
Christmas  presents  with  each  of  the  residents.  After  thinking  it  over  carefully,  we  have  unanimously 
decided  that  if  you  have  any  money  you  could  spare  for  Christmas  gifts  this  year  for  us,  we  would 
rather  you  would  send  it  to  the  Army  Y.  M.  C.  A.,  or  to  the  Red  Cross,  for  we  think  they  need  it  more 
than  we  do. 


Signed  by  one  of  the  Patients.” 


Theodore  and  His  “Clucks” 


BOYS  are  enthusiasts,  and  given  a  chance,  will  imagine  big  things,  and  properly  encouraged  will  work  them  out. 
At  the  close  of  an  address  I  made  four  years  ago  in  a  New  Jersey  village  church,  I  finished  by  telling  of  “Wil¬ 
bur  and  Pete”- — how  a  boy  had  used  a  gift  of  $3.00  made  for  his  personal  use  to  purchase  a  pig  and  feed 
his  pig  and  sell  him  for  enough  to  care  for  a  leper  for  a  year.  In  the  audience  that  night,  the  livest  member  was 
“Theodore,”  a  ten  year  old  boy  with  an  imagination  and  a  practical  one  at  that.  While  the  closing  exercises  were 
being  conducted,  I  resumed  my  seat  in  the  audience.  Suddenly  from  the  seat  back  of  me  a  small  boy  leaned  forward 
and  putting  his  mouth  close  to  my  ear,  I  heard  these  words:  “Mr.  Danner,  I  do  not  have  any  pigs,  but  I  could  give 
you  some  “clucks”  for  the  lepers.”  I  discovered  that  this  ten  year  old  boy  was  in  charge  of  94  chickens,  and  he  pro¬ 
posed  to  share  his  profits  with  the  lepers.  That  was  four  years  ago,  and  it  is  pleasant  to  recall  that  all  during  these 
four  years  Theodore  from  his  “clucks”  has  regularly  sent  $25.00  as  his  annual  contribution  to  the  Mission  to  Lepers. 
In  this  way  Theodore  is  giving  care  each  year  to  one  leper.  Not  only  is  he  keeping  up  his  interest  in  the  lepers,  but 
Theodore  keeps  a  regular  account  with  his  “clucks”  and  their  product.  A  percentage  of  his  income  is  set  aside  for 
his  church  and  the  balance,  after  supporting  his  leper,  is  put  in  a  fund  to  cover  his  college  expense. 

Theodore  is  applying  practical  methods  to  get  the  largest  result  from  his  “chicken  business.”  In  visiting  his 
poultry  yard  we  were  surprised  to  find  one  of  the  pens  connected  with  electric  lights.  On  asking  him  how  this  be¬ 
came  necessary  he  said  he  was  trying  out  an  experiment;  that  the  hens  had  not  been  doing  much  laying  and  he  felt 
they  were  lazy,  so  he  had  installed  electric  lights  and  had  an  alarm  calling  at  4.30  each  morning.  Then  he  turned  on 
the  electricity  for  the  hennery,  and  of  course  the  hens  would  get  up  and  go  to  work.  Getting  this  two  hours  extra 
service  out  of  the  hens  he  said  brought  an  immediate  increase  in  the  number  of  eggs. 

Theodore  is  also  an  expert  agriculturist,  and  besides  caring  for  the  “clucks”  he  has  a  fertile  garden  in  which  he  is 
raising  high-class  garden  material,  selecting  his  own  seed  from  the  best  of  each  year’s  crop.  The  orchard  adjoining 
his  garden  is  also  under  his  care,  and  the  trees  are  pruned  and  sprayed,  and  a  great  increase  of  fruit  has  resulted 
from  his  labors. 

[W.  M.  DANNER  IN  “WITHOUT  THE  CAMP”] 


Feeding  the  Pig 

For  many  years  The  Mission  to  Lepers  has  been  silently  and  unselfishly  striving  to  lighten  the  burden  of  the  sad¬ 
dest  of  all  human  sufferers — The  Lepers  ( there  are  two  million  of  them  in  the  world.) 

There  are  two  ways  to  help — send  a  contribution  direct,  or  else  help  feed  a  “Pete  Pig  Bank.” 

You  may  have  one  of  these  “Pete  Pigs,”  and  an  intensely  human  little  folder  telling  how  the  idea  originated,  by 
sending  fifteen  cents  to  the  address  given  below.  Contributions  direct  may  be  sent  to  the  same  address. 

Every  Sunday  School  class  should  have  a  “Pete  Pig  Bank.”  Every  boy  and  girl  should  have  one.  Any  one  may 
join  “The  Golden  Pete  Bank  Brigade.” 

send  15  cents  for  a  Golden  Pig  Bank,  and  the  story  of  “Pete,”  and  write  today  to 

THE  MISSION  TO  LEPERS 

W.  M.  DANNER,  American  Secretary 

156  Fifth  Avenue,  New  York 


!/  A  Suggestion 

If  you  would  like  to  know  what  the  Protestant  Church  is  now  doing  for  Lepers  all  around  the  world  in  ninety-two 
stations,  it  would  pay  you  to  subscribe  for  “Without  the  Camp,”  the  quarterly  magazine  of  The  Mission  to  Lepers. 
The  work  is  done  in  co-operation  with  the  Representatives  of  more  than  thirty  foreign  Mission  Boards.  This  little 
paper  contains  the  latest  news  of  world-wide  work  for  the  Lepers.  The  cost  is  25  cents  per  year.  The  paper  is  sent 
free  to  all  donors  of  $2.00  or  more  per  year. 

Subscribe  through  any  local  Representative  of  The  Mission  or  send  remittance  to 

FLEMING  H.  REVELL,  Treasurer 

158  Fifth  Avenue,  New  York 


WAYS  YOU  MAY  CO-OPERATE 


There  are  at  least  seven  ways  in  which  cooperation  may  be  given  in  the  present  work  of  The  Mission  to  Lepers. 

1.  Join  the  American  Auxiliary.  Application  blanks  may  be  had  for  the  asking.  $2.00  or  more  is  the  fee. 

2.  In  every  church  let  us  have  a  representative  who  will  give  out  information  and  be  the  connecting  link  with 
The  Mission  to  Lepers,  working  in  harmony  with  the  constituted  authorities  of  the  church,  and  seeing  that  the 
lepers  are  not  forgotten. 

3.  Send  for  a  program  envelope  which  contains  papers  and  talks  suitable  for  use  in  any  ordinary  missionary 
meeting. 

4.  Subscribe  for  “Without  the  Camp,”  the  quarterly  magazine  of  The  Mission  to  Lepers.  This  little  paper  con¬ 
tains  the  latest  news  of  “World  Wide  Work  for  Lepers.”  And  costs  but  25  cents  per  year. 

5.  Order  a  metal  pig  bank  and  feed  him  coin  and  currency,  so  that  in  this  way  funds  may  be  secured  from  a  host 
of  people  who  do  not  now  have  a  part  in  this  branch  of  the  missionary  work  of  the  church. 

6.  Beside  praying  for  the  lepers,  send  a  gift  either  for  regular  funds  or  building  purposes,  or  for  a  Christmas 
offering.  Gifts  may  be  sent  to  Mr.  Fleming  II.  Revel!,  Treasurer,  158  Fifth  Ave.,  New  York  City. 

7.  Remember  The  Mission  to  Lepers  in  your  will.  Legacies  are  an  increasing  source  of  revenue  to  many  Mis¬ 
sionary  Societies — Do  not  forget  the  lepers. 

For  further  information  address  W.  M.  Danner,  Secretary,  156  Fifth  Ave.,  New  York  City. 


